Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Kuwait and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Wire to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Crispian St. Peters. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
The Moody Blues,
Country Teasers,
Jandek,
Stiv Bators,
Lalo Schifrin,
Graham Central Station,
JFA,
Bush Tetras,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Model 500,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soul II Soul,
The Move,
Sonic Youth,
Aaron Thompson,
Outsiders,
The Fire Engines,
Sarah Menescal,
Essential Logic,
Tom Boy,
Aswad,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nation of Ulysses,
Half Japanese,
The Fortunes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Skaos,
Interpol,
Derrick May,
DJ Sneak,
Slick Rick,
Symarip,
The Human League,
Japan,
Underground Resistance,
Sixth Finger,
Cheater Slicks,
Camberwell Now,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Avey Tare,
OOIOO,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Radiohead,
Pole,
Derrick Morgan,
Swans,
Dark Day,
Joyce Sims,
Laurel Aitken,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Flipper,
Yazoo,
L. Decosne,
The Gories,
Kerrie Biddell,
Drexciya,
Bill Wells,
The Slackers,
Ornette Coleman,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.